To sleep, perchance to dream…. Hamlet I learned recently that bees do not sleep. Neither do wasps. I add such trivia to the brain folder that has long held similar […]
My latest read: Creativity Unzipped Creativity Unzipped: Why Your Thoughts Matter. Jan Phillips In the work we create, the stories we tell, there is always the possibility that others will […]
Below is the homily for June 19, 2016. (The Sunday following the killings at the Pulse Nightclub in Orlando, Florida). Context: If you were to read the New Testament in […]
Adelphopoiesis, or adelphopoiia from the Greek ἀδελφοποίησις, derived from ἀδελφός (adelphos) “brother” and ποιέω (poieō) “I make”, literally “brother-making” is a ceremony practiced historically in some Christian traditions to unite […]
Brigid loved to make beer for the poor every Easter. It was her gift to them in celebration of the greatest of all Christian feasts. Brigid felt we could see […]
This homily was given at Ascension Sunday masses at St. Jude Church, Lewes, Delaware. May 28, 2017 What is the Ascension? Some might say, After the Resurrection , Jesus finished […]
“Sometimes the desire to be lost again, as long ago, comes over me like a vapor. With growth into adulthood, responsibilities claimed me, so many heavy coats, I didn’t choose […]
ON DEPRESSION Notes from William Styron’s “Darkness Visible” For the thing which I greatly feared is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of is come unto […]
INTERVIEWS HAIL SPIRIT NOIR: A Blue-tinged Odyssey through Human Madness OCT 22, 2016BY ANDREAS SCHIFFMANN After the stunning 2012 debut Pneuma which turned me in a life-long fan, and the […]
UN PADRE NO TAN PADRE…is a story about family: the one we’re born into and the one we create along the way.
A wonderful story about authenticity, compassion, and the need to be needed. An important motif unfolds, showing us that people, despite life-long biases, really can learn to accept others just the way they are. And that insight, in a world where “family” too often means discordant, separate, and broken, gives us reason for hope as we journey this one wild and wonderful life.
I found myself laughing out loud, crying tears of joy as well as the sad tears of a boy whose father hurt him (and others) repeatedly. Primarily, I felt gratitude, in being among such wonderful characters in their loving, self-made home. And yes, it should be noted that we, the audience, are welcomed into this awesome, if quirky, “intentional community” in a land as gorgeous and as full of hospitality as Mexico. Being “in” a country grounded in the virtues of “Libertad, Trabajo, y Cultura” made the experience even more transforming.
Go see this movie…it will lift up your heart!
Addendum: What kind of arrogance and stupidity rants toxic venom about building ungodly walls…. and refers to human beings as “those bad hombres down there?” IMPEACH THE FOOL!